Spiritual Migrant

On the path that leads to reality, I see many people follow a pattern similar to the one I took:

Unable to bear the heaviness of the tradition in which they were born, they are bitten by a sudden affection for a tradition that they encounter during their wanderings.

This is generally far removed from their tradition of their initial environment, on a conceptual and geographical level, such as Buddhism for Christianity, or temporal …

This newly adopted tradition thus welcomes zealous practitioners, eager to compensate for all the lost years of wandering before « finding themselves ».

As their level of ignorance about this new tradition decreases and this veil of exoticism frays, they become better able to grasp (sometimes quite brutally) all the heaviness inherent in it.

It is possible that, although they are aware of it, they hide it, push it away in a first time. Inevitably, they will end up realizing that the level of heaviness of hypocrisy, artifice, diversion for political purposes of framing their host religion has nothing to envy the corollaries of their religion of emigration.

From there, several possible reactions:

– Complete rejection of all traditions.

– Reproduction of the initial emigration pattern by resorting to a third, a fourth tradition…

– Deepening:
Leaving the land of religion and entering the land of spirituality,
passing through the thousand pitfalls,
planting one’s stake, anchoring oneself in the rock of one of the traditions and descending along the cable into the ocean.

– Planting nothing,
anchoring oneself nowhere
and jumping into the water.

A thousand rocks,
One Ocean

©FJ Nov 2024
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